The man gradually eased up, seeing that Han Xiang was still staring at the wound, he couldn't help but think in his heart, this girl is really sincere, just in that situation, if she changed herself, she would not hesitate to stab when she cut the arrow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She knows medical skills, and she knows best where the key point of the human body is, but she didn't expect it at that time, she just concentrated on dealing with the wound.

The man was still thinking about it, so he saw Hanxiang raise his head, and then he stood up and said, "Your injury is no longer serious, take your leave." ”

It's just that before she could turn around, her hand was grabbed by the man, and she only heard his voice a little vain, and there was a little scoundrel in the vainness: "If you go out and attract officers and soldiers, won't you die here." ”

The touch of being grabbed by him was very bad, Han Xiang struggled, but he couldn't break free, this person was so seriously injured, and he had just experienced such a healing method, and he still had the strength to hold himself like this!

"What else do you want?" Gritting her teeth was no longer enough to describe her mood at this time.

"No, I'll let you go when I leave."

"......" knew that moving to Yongshouju would cause such a disaster, and she would rather live in the East Wing.

Han Xiang stood, the man sitting, such a posture of looking up made the person very uncomfortable, he used his hand hard, pulled Han Xiang to sit beside him, and then did not let go, but used his thumb to sway her palm, and then said: "It's also so soft." ”

Han Xiang seemed to have been bitten by a poisonous snake, and suddenly withdrew her hand, but the man didn't hold on to it anymore, as if he was deliberately letting go.

"Are you the maid of the Wei Mansion?"

Han Xiang listened to him ask, was stunned for a moment, and then hummed in a low voice.

Han Xiang responded while picking up the chrysanthemum she had just picked, thinking about how to get it?

She saw that the Panax notoginseng root placed on the side did not move, and said in her heart: "Ginseng nourishes qi, Panax notoginseng nourishes blood, at this time, there is a lack of medicine, you have just shed so much blood, this root is good for your injury." ”

As he spoke, Han Xiang handed over the three seven roots, and after the man took it, he looked at some soil on it, rubbed it twice on his shirt, lifted the face towel and was about to swallow, when he heard Han Xiang say:

"Wait a minute."

The man stopped his movements and looked at Han Xiang, only to see Han Xiang tear off two petals from the wood chrysanthemum and hand them over, saying, "This one together, the effect will be better." ”

If the man in black knew her better, it would not be difficult to find that her other hand was constantly fiddling with the hem of her clothes.

If she did something wrong or told a lie, she would do it.

Chrysanthemum is also known as hibiscus, which is known to many people, but it also has a name but few people know, its other name is "drunken flower".

Its petals taste sweet, as long as you smell it, it will make people's brains a little dizzy, if you eat its petals by mistake, it will not take long to faint to the ground, so it is called "drunk flower".

The man didn't think much about it, he took it casually, and put it into his mouth with the three seven roots, and after chewing a few bites, his mouth was full of bitterness, and he swallowed it directly.

Hanxiang watched him swallow it, and only then did he put his heart back in his stomach and breathe a sigh of relief.

She counted the time, even if the person was strong, at most half a cup of tea would fall to the ground and not wake up, the person in front of him was injured, and now he has lost a lot of blood, plus he consumed a lot of energy when he took the arrow just now, so he must not last long.

Sure enough, after a while, he saw the man's body shaking, and then he suddenly grabbed Han Xiang's arm and said in a deep voice: "What did you do?" ”

Hanxiang's heart jumped, knowing that he had noticed it.

The drowsiness brought by the wood chrysanthemum came quickly, without warning, and it was no wonder that he noticed it.

With his words, Han Xiang's heart lifted, and he couldn't help but be secretly anxious, if this person hurt himself before he fell unconscious, what would it be.

Just when Han Xiang's heart was going up and down, I saw that the man's eyes were full of gloom, and then he fell to the side and fainted.

Although the person fainted, the hand was firmly grasping Hanxiang's arm.

Han Xiang was shocked and went to pull his hand, but that hand seemed to be fixed on her body, and it didn't even tear it away.

Her heart was beating like thunder, knowing that the person couldn't wake up after eating the petals of the chrysanthemum, but she couldn't suppress the wild beat in her heart.

She broke his fingers one by one, until the arm was detached, and then she ran out in a hurry.

It wasn't until she returned to her room that her heart didn't stop beating, and then she thought that she forgot to open the man's face to see what he looked like.

Then I thought about it, and I felt that if I didn't look at it, I didn't see it, and what if that person woke up and found that the face towel had been removed, and then came to find his own trouble.

After this half-night toss, Han Xiang was exhausted, although she was still frightened, when she lay down on the bed, she only felt weak and dizzy.

After a while, he fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, her whole body was pantothenic, and Han Xiang knew that it was probably because she was too nervous last night, and now when she thought of the last of that person's gloomy eyes, she felt uneasy in her heart.

I hope that the man saw that he had saved his life, and did not do anything to hurt him, and that he would not hold a grudge against himself and stun him.

The northernmost part of the row of back hoods where Hanxiang lives is the small kitchen of Yongshouju, and there are two tanks at the door of the small kitchen, which is used for the usual water in the yard.

Han Xiang scooped water out of the water tank with a wooden basin, and when she was about to go back to the room to wash, the little maids in the room on the side also got up.

The sky was still bright, the air in the early morning was still cold, and there was still some light fog in the courtyard, and the little girl who came out was stunned when she saw Hanxiang, and then walked over with a smile on her face, stretched out her hand to take the wooden basin in Hanxiang's hand, and said: "Sister, didn't sleep well last night, woke up so early." ”

Han Xiang nodded with a smile and hummed.

The little maid took the wooden basin in her hand diligently, and said, "I'll help my sister carry it, this wooden basin is heavy and weird." ”

Han Xiang glanced at the little maid when she heard this, at the age of twelve or thirteen, her eyebrows were clear and beautiful, her eyes were very active, and her words had a flattering and intimate attitude.

Han Xiang then understood why this little girl had such an attitude.

Yesterday, Mama Wu said in front of everyone that she had made a first-class relationship with another maid named Ju Xiang, and these little girls who had been bought in and had not yet been classified naturally relied on the big tree to enjoy the shade, thinking about having a good relationship with the first-class ones, and being more comfortable in this courtyard in the future.

"No, I'll do it myself." Hanxiang has no intention of forming a gang in the back house here, and no matter what she looks like on the surface, it is difficult to integrate herself into this new identity in her heart.

The little maid looked at Han Xiang with a smile on her face, but her eyes were alienated, thinking that it was because she was not familiar with each other, so she said: "Sister doesn't have to be polite to me, my name is Hongling, what do you call my sister?" ”

As she spoke, Hongling had already taken the wooden basin in Hanxiang's hand.

Han Xiang looked at her courteous actions, and she didn't say anything, just smiled and said, "Han Xiang." ”

"It's such a good name, and it goes well with my sister." Hongling was clever and sweet-mouthed, and brought the wooden basin to the room for Han Xiang all the way, and kept praising Han Xiang all the way, from the hair to the heels.

Han Xiang smiled bitterly in her heart, life is varied, there are like her, and naturally there is Hongling like her.

At this time, a person walked in outside, and after entering the door, he pinched the back of his neck, and saw Hongling, who had just put down the wooden basin, and Han Xiang, who was standing in the room, and said after being stunned for a moment:

"Yo, sister, this is considerate of my sister, I have worked hard to serve the old lady, and I have prepared all the toiletries, so my sister is welcome."

Han Xiang looked up, this woman was none other than Ju Xiang, who was promoted by Mama Wu and changed her name yesterday.

ps: Yesterday evening, the neighbor's house next to me caught fire, and the smoke was billowing out, but fortunately there were no casualties in the end, and there was a false alarm.

It is true that the chrysanthemum flower makes people fall into a coma, not apocryphal.

Thanks to Wei Niangniang for the reward of 1000 starting coins, thank you for the reward of Chubby, Banxia, and aloe vera.